Heart of an Oak

Oh, to have the heart of an oak,
With the hope of one hundred thousand sunsets in its sap;
To feel each blazing day, a blink
And each clouded horizon, a sigh;
Deaf to the howls of that which passes,
Tied fast to life, stretched up towards joy.

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